Blessed Death - Curse Of Weapons lyrics

Oh

Up from the sea of man

Crawled life cro Magnon man

To hunt, fuck, kill and die

Weapons of life he must rely

One man sick and evil

Grabbed that stick, rock or bone

Used it to kill for his own

The first to use a weapon

Blessed with the curse of weapons

One man sick and evil

Tought to kill, kill with weapons

Millions of years have come and come

Now you wonder what went wrong

Man is animal he kills for life

The curse of weapons shall remain